A WORD TO THE SILENCE
it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Day Hundred and Ninety One
The bliss of exam induced panic.
asdfghjkl.
I am about to become one giant
pustle.
Ticking time bomb 'cause no one
knows when I'm gonna pop.
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